About a week ago I told you that I’d be getting to fulfill one of my life dreams today. I was purposely vague, but that didn’t stop y’all from throwing out some rather interesting guesses in the comments.

Seven of you believed my dancing around my bedroom in joy was due to the fact that I’d be spending some quality time with my favorite aquatic animal, Shamu.  While that would fulfill one of my life dreams, it’s my duty to tell you that I’m not on my way to Shamu Stadium today.

Four of you guessed that I was getting to meet Beth Moore.  That was also a good guess — if I was going to meet her today, I would have definitely danced around my bedroom; however, if Bethie was also going to give me in-person tips on how to make my hair as high as hers, I would have actually danced in my street, obvs.  Good guess, but it wasn’t even close.

The prize for the most creative guess goes to Melody who suggested that I’m spending my day as a bridesmaid at a Shamu wedding, with Cracker Barrel Trey as my date with the reception (complete with a few words from Beth Moore) being held at Dollywood.

CAN YOU EVEN IMAGINE?!?

I thought about keeping it a secret from y’all until Monday, but really, how likely is that to actually happen from the girl who daydreams about the day she gets to tell you she’s A. engaged and B. pregnant.

(Preferably in that order with two or three years in between events, for the record.)

(And yes, I know it’s weird that I daydream about telling y’all that, but I can’t help it.)

(I also daydream about having you all come to my wedding so we could have a huge slumber party the night before, just for the record.  But we’ll cross that bridge when we reach it in 37 years.)

Ahem.  Back to one of my dreams coming true.

Well, it’s happening.  Today.  And tonight.  And a little bit on Saturday morning, too.

And as much as I just want to type it out right this very second, it probably wouldn’t be the wisest thing to write exactly where I’ll be with a wee MacKenzie (OH YES, LLAMA MAMA IS IN ACTION AGAIN!), especially since it’s a public place in a large, public city.  Safety first, after all — but you better believe I’ll be back to tell you all about it just as we’re done with The Big Event!!!

Oh, and get this –

One of my college girls, Honour, went with me to pick MacKenzie up last night and, on our long car ride back to my house, MacKenzie began playing with Piggy, her little stuffed pig (SHOCKER, I KNOW) that goes everywhere with her.  In her best Piggy voice, she informed Honour that Piggy would like to be Honour’s boyfriend.

“What about Amy Beth?” Honour asked, not wanting me to be left out on the dating scene.

Long pause and then –

“Piggy just wants to be friends with Amy Beth.”